Welcome to my Nightmare.

Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping… waiting. And though unwanted - unbidden - it will stir. Open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us. Guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have?

Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief.

It hurts sometimes, more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms. Shuttered and dank.

Without passion… we’d be truly dead.

Angelus.

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talk about the perfect body…. fuckkk

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I seriously hate

Being sick. This is dumb, I’m missing the most important final days of school ‘cause my head is killing me, my ears are killing me, my throat is killing me, i’m weak etc. I’m trying to do work at home, but it’s not working out so well.

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